Leaving On a Jet Plane

We leave first thing in the am. It still doesn’t seem real. It is chilly outside, requiring at minimum pants and a hoodie. And tomorrow, I will be here…

Paradise

You can find me here…

Private Villa

Or here…

By the pool

But most certainly, you will not find me here…

Work

Maybe on this trip, my right eye will stop twitching. Maybe I will get tanned and lovely. Perhaps I will get my first ever massage. Whatever I do, I won’t give one thought to work. Blah.

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